The carriages galloped through the night. As the first light of dawn broke, two wide carriages sped along the broad mountain road. The sound of wheels rolled into the mountain forests, startling the local wildlife and sending a rustling rustle through the trees.
Nan Qi drove Baili Moqing's carriage, full of vitality and looking as though the night's rapid journey had left no mark on him at all.
Uncle Zhang drove the carriage carrying Shu He, Zhang Zhirou, and Mistress Wang. His grey beard was frosted with ice, and his expression carried a trace of exhaustion.
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